Chapter 2

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Authors note: I'm writing this chapter at 10 p.m. after a 8 hour shift at work but I'll still try my best to write a good chapter!
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Month ago

Adrians POV:

"Who" I made my voice as cold as possible and clearly it worked as the trading piece of shit in front of me shivered and cowered back as much as he could. Which isn't very much considering he's tied up by his wrist and ankles stretched out with razor wire.

Jackson Brown one of my gun specialists turned against us 2 weeks ago playing 'double agent' with our rival gang Rosa Sanguine which means blood rose in Latin. Even though Jackson once was trusted and has skills in better. Simple as that we caught the shit bag fast.

Now I already know that he was working for Rosa Sanguine but I wanted to know exactly who sent him. Their are many rankings and levels but Mark Lena the leaders to stupid to pull a stunt like this after our last encounter. All I'll say about that right now is he now has a eye patch.

Jackson didn't say anything just continued shivering like a little bitch. I look to my right were my third and command Damon stood he looked at me and we gave each other a nod.

Damon's one of the best when it comes to torture, you wouldn't think that by looking at him. He can do unthinkable things, things that are in your nightmares, things that are so fucked  up you would never even imagine it happening.

Damon walked over to the metal table with blood splatters that has all of the tools on top. He picked up a pair of tweezers and walked towards Jackson. "Tell me weasel.. who sent you.. or do you wanna find out what i'm going to do to you with these".

I watched as Jackson eyes widened in more fear if that was even possible, he open his mouth to start to say something then closed it again. He then sighed and looked up. "I'm dead either way" and shut his mouth.

I saw a small smirk make way to Damon's lips as he stood and walked behind Jackson. He grabbed Jackson's hair yanking his back. "You should've told me weasel" Damon said to him in a teasing tone.

Damon then raised his arm and slammed the tweezers into Jackson's ear then ripped his ear drum out. Jackson started screaming so loud my family up stairs probably can hear him through the sound proof basement.

Jesus fucking damn that's a new one.

"OKAY OKAY OKAY MILES ALSAIDY" Jackson finally screamed out then started crying.

"No I don't think so weasel I gave you a chance" before Damon continue a security breech sirens started going off. Damon, Walker and I sprinted out of the room as Jackson slowly started to laugh.

That's fucking bastard new he was gonna get caught so whatever Miles and him were planning they need they had to act fast. We were under attack.

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